Holt's Holding (Part One) - By A Dagmara Page 0,6

didn’t know from where? It was mixed with Julie’s brother’s cologne, or maybe this was my lack of sex conjuring it.

I turned looking to my left then to my right. Pursing my lips and scrunching my brows, I wasn’t sure where it was coming from.

Finally, the elevator door opened. Pausing and biting my lower lip, I shook my head.

“Good morning Lil.” The voice, female and devious, with the charm of the Midwest. Willing myself to smile, and shake my head out of my stupidity, I sighed. Gathering my composure, I looked up at Sam from Hr. Sam had become both my friend, and happy hour partner for the better part of the past two years. She was roughly the same height as me; however, she was extremely slender. I envied her legs, which seemed to go on forever, and her perfect hair that held a more strawberry blonde tint. She looked like the prom queen from high school in some Midwest town. I had to admit she even carried the country girl charm.

“Good morning Sam.” I stepped in. And pressed the top floor.

“I hear there’s something big going down today.” She offered as if she was in the know.

“Hmm, I’m not sure.” Sighing, “I’ll be in meetings all day, but not sure why? Mr. Leiber had me change up his schedule only yesterday to fit these meetings in never saying what they were to entail.”

“I’m not actually supposed to comment, but word is we were taken over by some prodigious corporation based out of London.” She pursed her lips tight and raised her brows. I knew I could count on her to spill.

“Interesting, I hadn’t heard anything,” Biting down on my lip, I shuffled my stance nervously without realizing that I was even doing it.

“No-one one had. This was a hush, hush.” Sam shook her head, clearly missing my display of nerves. Which, I was grateful for. I never lacked control of my emotions, and I do mean never. Her presence though, I guess she pulled the need to trust her out of me. I use the term lightly, as I trust no one. Well, perhaps one person. Looking to her, I pulled my steal blanket over body and smiled with interest.

“Hopefully, they get rid of Mr. Leiber…that would make my day.” I laughed rolling my eyes.

“They can take Janet with him,” She laughed with as much enthusiasm. We both found ourselves laughing hard, like schoolgirls. Exchanging different insults of our bosses, we didn’t even notice the elevator came to a stop.

Very quickly, we composed ourselves, stepping back to give space to the gentleman entering. I didn’t bother to look at him as he entered. I needed to reel in my amusement.

We both nodded to the newest occupant.

Whoa, he was tall. I looked up to the backside of him. I think I was practically looking straight up he was so damn tall.

Turning to, Sam I noticed her eyes fixed ahead. The man now standing in front must be extremely attractive, and it was clear she was taken with him.

Appraising him from behind, he looked like he could be someone’s bodyguard; however; his suit, was too expensive to indicate such a profession. Lowering my gaze back down, I slighted my head appreciating his extremely likeable ass. His slacks, pulled a bit tight from his hands in his pockets, providing a particularly marvelous view of his firm ass.

Teasingly, I raised my gaze up to Sam.

Very interesting, in the two years, I have worked here, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her interested in anyone. She looked like she could possibly combust. Thank god, he was getting off a few floors before us.

He made his way out and as soon as the door shut, I puckered my lips and raised my eyes to her. She understood my gesture.

“Wholly shit, did you see him?” Her wide and appreciative eyes bore into me. “What I wouldn’t do to take that home with me.” She sounded like a schoolgirl in heat.

“You don’t say?” I tried not to laugh at her obvious confession. However, I found myself giggling, and tears of laughter pooling.

“Delicious…that’s what I will call him. And he can bend me over any time.” She laughed. Yes, she undoubtedly mimicked a schoolgirl in heat. I couldn’t help but grin in amusement. I kind of wished I took notice of the front of this stranger.

“Ok then…clearly, you need to get laid and well.” Pausing, I sighed, “So do I.”

“Well, may I suggest happy hour after work?